God-level funeral system

It was a spacious room with blue seas and whales adorning the walls and a starry sky chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

However, the curtains were closed tightly, leaving no gaps for the sunlight from the outside to flow in.

Things were strewn about on the wood-grained floor. Books, toys, and even TVs could be seen falling to the ground like that. Chairs and wooden cabinets were casually dumped aside.

In the middle of the room stood a young man with disheveled hair, bloodshot eyes, and his delicate face was distorted by anger.

The boy swept everything off the desk and punched the wall at the same time.

With a "bang" punch, the wall shook, leaving a small fist mark.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

And the boy, the heir in line of the Tianyuan Group—Qin Kunpeng let out a panting roar.

However, this angry roar did not spread outside, it only slowly echoed in the room.

There are countless fist marks on the wooden door, which are already broken. Looking from the inside, there is a thick layer of metal plate, which tightly seals the door, leaving only a small window for passing food.

With the strength of a martial artist, Qin Kunpeng could hear the subtle laughter coming from downstairs.

It was the one whom he... He didn't even want to call that man his father.

He brought the fox friends and dog friends he made back home, and quarreled endlessly every night, and even brought women home.

Since the man was kicked out by his grandfather, he has spent a period of peaceful days.

Now that man is back again, laughing and laughing with a woman below, he didn't show any pain at Grandpa's death, on the contrary he was very happy.

Qin Kunpeng was full of doubts about his grandfather's death. According to others, it was an assassination by a hostile company, but he found a clue.

He overheard the conversation of that man, that is, Qin Hongliang.

"Mr. Ye, don't worry, that old guy is dead, now I have the final say in the family, son? It's okay, that kid can't make any waves."

Because he was too surprised and angry, he was discovered, and then he was restrained by the usually kind butler at home and locked in the room.

In order to prevent him from escaping, Qin Hongliang added several layers of alloy steel plates, and outside the door even sent several masters of the sixth level of martial arts to guard him in turn.

And outside the window, a camera was also installed to monitor his every move at all times.

He was only at the first level of martial arts, so was Qin Hongliang really that afraid of himself being exposed?

Thinking of this, he sneered again.

"Let me out quickly!" He punched the wall again.

"Young master, you can save your energy. If you are quieter, you can also reduce the pain of flesh and blood."

The dinner plate with the food was handed in through the small window on the door, and an old voice sounded slowly.

"Uncle Zhao, grandpa treats you well, why did you do such a thing!" Qin Kunpeng suppressed his anger in his voice.

"Young master, you are joking. Eldest young master also has the blood of the family, and he is your father. There is nothing wrong with me taking his side." The butler Zhao Bo laughed.

"You know he was one of the murderers of grandpa!" He couldn't hold back his emotions and roared out.

"Young master, you can't talk nonsense. I call you young master now, it's up to the master." With a cold snort, Uncle Zhao's voice suddenly became cold, "A few days later, when the funeral of the master is held, naturally I will let you out, now just stay with me."

After finishing speaking, the sound of footsteps left slowly.

Qin Kunpeng saw the food on the ground and dumped them all into the trash can. There was a strange smell in it, and just smelling it made him a little dizzy and weak.

He lay on the bed and covered himself with a quilt. He had to conserve his strength.

......

In the resplendent private room, the crystal lamp hanging from the ceiling is emitting light.

A crystal-clear goblet was placed on the rectangular table, which was filled with blood-like wine, which flickered slightly under the light.

The surface of the drink reflected a large oval face with squinting eyes, and inlaid gold teeth could be seen in the smiling mouth.

He took a puff of the cigar in his hand, exhaled a puff of smoke in a contented expression, and drifted wantonly in this space.

"Boss Ye, it's still you who are capable enough to trick that fool from the Qin family around with just a few words."

Opposite Ye Yuxuan, a thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked at him obsequiously, rubbing his hands, bowing his waist, almost fell to the ground.

On the other side, a meticulously dressed man in a suit flashed a look of disdain under the mirror reflecting the light.

"Mr. Ye, it's really thanks to you this time, otherwise we wouldn't be able to get this project." The man in the suit picked up the wine glass and faced Ye Yuxuan, "Mr. Ye, I'd like to toast you!" After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp. , a blush appeared on the pale face,

When the thin monkey man saw it, he also hurriedly picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth.

"Hahahaha, Bai Jing, your drinking capacity is not good, Zhuang Laosan, that's not how you drink wine, elegant, elegant, do you understand?"

Holding the palm of the jade wrench and the golden ring, he lifted the goblet slowly and took a sip.

"It's Mr. Ye who knows a lot. I, Zhuang Lao San, is an ordinary person, and I don't understand these tricks." Zhuang Lao San said, and poured himself another glass of wine.

Seeing that Zhuang Lao San is so sensible, Ye Yuxuan looked at him with satisfaction.

"I didn't expect that the people of the Qin family were so unbearable. Some small favors and favors allowed him to kill even his own father." Shaking the glass, the wine in it rippled.

"That's right, this kind of person is simply stupid and bad. Unlike me, the third child, I have always been loyal to Ye Zong. Even if you let me go up the mountain of knives or put me in the frying pan, I will die."

Ye Yuxuan waved his hands when he heard these nasty words, "We are all brothers, how could I let you do such a thing."

"Yes, brother, hehe." There was not much wine left in the bottle next to Zhuang Laosan.

There was a knock on the door, and the man standing in front of the door with sunglasses opened the door, and a waiter walked in, with a drink in his hand, followed by several beautiful women.

"Oh oh oh, it's finally here." Ye Yuxuan smiled wretchedly on his face, vacated his seat, and waved towards them.

"Boss Ye, you're dead, you haven't come to see him for so long." The women sat on both sides, leaning into his arms.

Holding the slim waist, Ye Yuxuan laughed loudly, "Baby, I'm here, don't be angry, look what I brought you." He looked up at the big man in the suit.

He took out several gift boxes and placed them in front of them.

"This is vl's bag and Naxiang's perfume. Mr. Ye, I love you so much." They screamed in surprise.

"Small money, it's all small money." Ye Yuxuan, who squinted his eyes, enjoyed this feeling, feeling the softness in his palm.

After the waiter put down the drink in his hand, he lowered his head and slowly backed out.